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Transference
I long to reach out to you
To place my own hand
On that perfect hollow;
That curvature between bone
To place the top of my fingers
There, just ever so softly there
To have my emotions bleed
At the direct contact of my fingertips
From my body into yours
To have my thoughts, my emotion
Fade away into your own blood
From mine to yours, to create a
Perfect circle between us
I long for it, for words to not...
Strangle my attempts to tell you
Just how I feel for you
To place my own hand
On that perfect hollow;
That curvature between bone
To place the top of my fingers
There, just ever so softly there
To have my emotions bleed
At the direct contact of my fingertips
From my body into yours
To have my thoughts, my emotion
Fade away into your own blood
From mine to yours, to create a
Perfect circle between us
I long for it, for words to not...
Strangle my attempts to tell you
Just how I feel for you
Published 7th Dec 2020
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7th Dec 2020 10:15pm
I relish in those little details that make the physical contact raise the spiritual connection to a new level and makes for great poetry.
Awesome verse.
Awesome verse.
Very great sensual poem. We need to take the risk for love. Keep on writing.
